I missed the daffodils​

I missed the daffodils​

I missed the daffodils this year. A whole month slipped by As I walked with my head down, My thoughts in other places.   I missed the daffodils this year. A whole month locked in a room Because I needed to study My head in grammar books.   I missed the daffodils this year. A [...]

Is Nothing Certain?

Is Nothing Certain?

When first heard the rain is but a whisper upon the ground. A faltering patter, uncertain and unsure “Can I fall here?” But with the conspiracy of clouds, the rain changes its sound. “I am here and you cannot turn me away!’ A crashing, hissing, drumming intensity of desire To wash, drench and move forcefully [...]